Random frames
my brain
in polypathic goo
refusing to decompositionally chew
enough to defog mystery
of randomness
coincidence
co-arising evolution
of a fuller consciousness revolution.
Prickly head
with gooey heart
suboptimizing when they are apart
and are not speaking
to where they might find
a more accurate midway mine.
When I want to optimize
my wealth
of mental health,
I decompose nondual co-arising
toward regenerative comprehension,
to decompose
to break apart
in my image-nation
what time’s nature must always regener-ation.
Strictly Prickly Heads,
last of a Left-brain dominant strain.
Gushing GooGlobbed Hearts,
last of a RightWinged
monocultural spring.
If mass is to time
as commodity is to energy,
then commodifiant forms
have two bilateral functions,
buying and selling Time’s value.
We have commodified ourselves
too high
for the energy we have invested
to co-arise Beloved Commons.
Each buy and sell form
of Time’s transaction
follows our Tree of Good and Evil
commodity
rather than consuming and producing
Time’s primal choice
of Tree for Life and Death’s
double-bound transparent value.
Commodity incarnates
a market of value,
distilled fuel for even more ego-ownership.
Informational interest
fuels commodification of value
for stripmining Earth
as we stripmine the value of human Time;
while more cooperative interest
energizes optimizing value
for polyculturing Earth
as we polypath our value of eco-logical Time.
If Earth is RNA’s ProGenitor,
our ultimately commodifying “Owner”
and CoRedeemer,
then is ownership of Earth
commodification as
idolatrization
of madness,
polypathology of valuing Good
as loveless usery,
universalism without unitarianism?
Neither cultural hype
nor hippie consciousness
bring immunity to greed
or consistent investment in confluent integrity.
Whereas polypathic genius
does seem to bring some intuitive affinity
to simplicity of life’s value
for Time’s hope and faith and love,
beauty and wisdom;
a more singularly focused consciousness
on how we are created
united
just how our bones are polymorphically universal
fossils of unitarian revolutions.
I think that I shall never see
an old man buy his first property
going up his rickety stair
to take his blood pressure meds unaware
he will wear the stair with excessive need to pee;
you see,
due to his blood pressure mediludicrosity,
up up the stairs he went
to visit the only bathroom’s cabinets.
We can use actuarial tables
to decompose the value of Time’s investment
in any co-arising system,
whether informational-digital
or analogical-organic,
thereby calculating appropriate life credit and debit
available to this globally networked cooperative community
each hour
or day
or transaction
or week
or month
or year
or time’s ultimately prime relationship
to timeless.
Don’t sell the Commons,
but,
because we have already commodified
even the goods and evils of a life,
whether human,
or a tree,
perhaps we might cooperatively rent goods
and barter services
in exchange for the value of Time’s investment
by the day
or week
or month
or year
or lifetime,
depending on who we be
together.
Yellow wool blanket
with matching satin sashing
just on one end
caressing my neck and chin
reminding of how long and dashing
we have been
together.
Hold me against the chill of parting night.
Hold me with abandon to your fright
to love me
whom you never had enough
of hold me
for the warmth of gathering days.
Random frames
rounding claims,
icons of RNA’s encryption.
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